The words i put on paper is what i live with every day;
Even though i write them down the feelings always seem to stay;
The more and more i write them down the more and more i cry;
I wish my pain had wings so i could make it all just fly;
If it flew away i wouldnt have to hide it anymore;
My life is like the raven and soon it will be never-more;
Tears always stream down my face and yet u never see;
Well i guess its because im invisible no one ever see's me;
I am the invisible raven, u just look right through;
But dont u worry about it im still looking at u;
Melissa Broomhead
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-invisible-raven/
